My Mountain Man Muse
“God, Lily,” he says in a deep raspy voice as he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear. “You are so fucking sexy. I can’t wait to be inside you.”
My hands are sliding all over his hot skin as I stare at him in awe. I’ve never been this turned on before. It’s so intense. It’s so fucking hot.
And before I can tell what’s happening, a giggle bubbles out of my mouth. Then another one and another one until I’m giggling uncontrollably.
His sexy lips curl up into an amused grin. “What are you laughing at?”
I just… This is so unreal.
I come to the mountains to be alone and instead, I find this perfect specimen of a man who can’t wait to be inside me?—his words, not mine. I’m still trying to wrap my brain around it.
“Do you not like what you see?” he asks with a smirk.
I roam my eyes up from his sculpted abs to his massive chest as I nod up and down. “No, I do. You’re so… hard,” I say as I poke his chest.
He grins as his hands tighten on me. “You haven’t seen how hard I am… yet.”
The giggles quickly dissipate as I stare at him with my heart pounding.
Without another word, he picks me up in his big arms and carries me to his bedroom. We stop in the hallway to kiss again and I’m glad that he’s holding me up. Swollen ankle or not, my legs would definitely not be working with his mouth on mine like this.
He gently places me on the bed and straightens back up as he looks me over with a lustful gaze.
“Fuck,” he groans with a shake of his head. “How do my clothes look better on you?”
“I think they’d look better on the floor,” I answer with a grin.
The mattress jerks up under me as he climbs on the bed. I can’t stop staring at his cock that looks insanely big and insanely hard. My pussy aches in anticipation of it.
“Up,” he says as he grabs the bottom of my shirt.
I quickly sit up and he pulls his tank top over my head. I’m not wearing a bra and his eyes fill with need when he sees my naked breasts.
I drop my head back down onto the pillow, hoping they’re going to stand up straight and not fall into my armpits like they always do. Luckily, he catches them and massages them with his big strong hands. My nipples are hard and aching with need.
“Perfect tits,” he says right before he takes a nipple in his mouth and starts sucking on it. I’m moaning and trying to keep my eyes open so I can stare at his rippling back muscles, but it’s hard with his mouth and hands on me like this.
My whole body is charging with heat as he works his way down, kissing a tingling trail down my stomach. His beard tickles and his lips feel so good.
He grabs his boxer briefs that are hugging my hips and he slowly pulls them down as he kisses lower… lower…
Oh, gaaawwwdddd.
His lips come to a rest on my throbbing clit and he sucks on it as he pulls the boxer briefs past my knees.
I can’t even. I’m staring up at the ceiling as my chest heaves up and down. He gently slides his tongue down my wet pussy as I grip the sheets and convulse on the bed.
“If I knew you tasted this good, I would have eaten your pussy in the snow when I first found you.”
I’m trying to control my heavy breathing (my lungs are not cooperating) as I look down and see my wetness on his mouth and beard. Holy fuck, he looks hot.
He continues sliding his boxer briefs down my legs and guides my feet out of them as he stares at my naked pussy with a hungry look.
I glance down at his hard cock and lick my lips when I see a spot of wetness growing at the tip. My core tightens as he tosses the underwear on the floor and turns back to me.
My cheeks start burning as he grabs under my thighs, right above my knees. His face darkens as he pulls me closer to his rock hard body.
I let out a squeak as he pushes my legs back toward me and separates them all the way apart.
He’s sooooo close. My cheeks burn impossibly hot. I’ve never been this exposed for a man before. Hell, I’ve never even been this exposed for me before.
He can see everything.
“Mmmm,” he growls as he stares. The deep rumbling voice ripples through me, making me tremble. “This pretty little pink pussy is so fucking wet, dirty girl. Should I clean it up with my hot tongue?”
His strong hands are pinning my legs back, holding them in place. Every inch of me is on full display and he’s drinking it all up with his thirsty brown eyes.